The old house of Feng Siye finally returned to tranquility. Today's Feng Lao is more and more energetic, and his eyebrow stick makes it more and more handy. A meal can eat three flatbreads and two catties of pig head meat. Although he holds a large amount of wealth, Feng Siye's life is not extravagant. With three or five home cooking, a pot of wine, and someone chatting with him, he is very satisfied.
When Feng arrived, Feng Lao had just finished walking with the stick, his face was reddish, and his breathing was a little thick, "Brother Feng is not good, I'm not as good as my 60s old man!" Also, Feng has ended since that battle. It took ten days to adjust myself.
"Si Ye is joking, Feng is no more than a scholar and has no power to tie a chicken." Feng also didn't care. As Si Ye entered the hall, it was not a special joke today, there was something serious to say.
"Talking about peace?" Feng Lao raised his eyebrows. "Is Mr. Liang actually willing to make peace?" Just kidding, what is the difference between Mr. Liang talking about peace and admitting that he was defeated? Besides, what he has lost is only a few dozen elites and thousands of them, so why bother to negotiate? "Could it be that his strength was blown out? I was scared in one round?" Feng Siye looked unbelieving.
Feng took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Mr. Liang's sister who helped me block the bullet that day." Feng Siye didn't know this, and was shocked, "Family Liang! Block the bullet for you." Uh, no wonder "Feng Siye is also a wise man, and immediately understood the reason for Feng's malaise a few days ago. It's great to be young, to hate and love, regardless of the consequences. This long-running battle is actually going to end because of a love
"On the surface, Mr. Liang is disheartened because of his sister's death, and would rather discuss peace and avoid accidents. In fact, his casino has been made up by us, and the cash in his hand was eaten cleanly by the fourth master. The early withdrawal of the family’s capital left him with no backing. If his bank had not issued bonds, I’m afraid Mr. Liang’s family would have to drink porridge now. It’s not that he is unwilling to fight, but he is powerless to fight again." Feng said. Kui Mulang received detailed information on Wen's withdrawal, and he received Mr. Liang's reply the next day: "Agree to the peace talks, and discuss the details." "If the news is true, the credibility should be 50%." Feng Siye still didn't believe it. , Mr. Liang, the old and ruthless Mr. Liang, met, God is ruthless, a joke, will he give up his ancestor's foundation for a younger sister? The people of his Liang family have great ambitions! "The Wen family's divestment is also suspicious. I don't think this matter should be hasty." "We are still investigating the Wen family's affairs, but since we have made a peace settlement, we must also make a peace gesture." Feng looked at it. Feng Siye said, "I also ask Siye to return the prisoners to Liang's family." In the first battle ten days ago, Feng Siye took a lot of prisoners. In addition to the large number of prisoners delivered to the organization, he kept a few. A retainer of the Liang family serves as a bargaining chip.
"This matter is not difficult, let it go, and stay here is for nothing." Si Ye agreed, "but we must not take it lightly, I am afraid that Mr. Liang is playing Mr. Jiang's calculation!" "The younger generation should be careful. It's only Siye. If you really negotiate and succeed, your plan to enter the east." When the two signed the covenant, Feng Siye's plan was to enter the east.
"Haha, I didn't know the strength of Mr. Liang at that time, but now I want to understand: No matter how good our teeth are, there is no need to pick iron broad beans." "Who doesn't know that your fourth master Feng has a good appetite and can eat it, there are rumors outside. You can eat three cakes and two catties of pig's head meat at one meal!" Feng also smiled.
"Nonsense! Obviously four cakes!" Si Ye feigned angrily, "It's better to accompany my old man, Feng, to a light meal and a drink." "It's better to be respectful. I've heard of Feng's private kitchen. It is the head of Deyuelou."
"Mr. Liang’s discussion seems to be true. According to the information retrieved by our White Tiger Ministry, the entire city of A has lost Mr. Liang’s power. They returned the remains of the tail fire tiger, and I have found someone to bury it. "Kui Mulang took the time to meet Feng. Everyone is taking a break these days, but they are all busy with their white tigers. No matter whether the negotiation is true or not, this intelligence work must be done well.
"Whether it's real or fake, we will make two-handed preparations for everyone to hurry up and rest." Feng thought for a while, "I am going to reply to Mr. Liang and negotiate a peace in ten days. The venue is a third-party venue, what do you think?" "This It’s okay. I’ll draw up a plan based on your idea, and you will revise it in the evening.” Kui Mulang nodded and agreed, “By the way, Jing Muya has something to look for you, so hurry up. His old man is in a bad mood.” It seems that I didn't provoke him." Feng touched his nose, the old man couldn't afford to provoke him.
Jing Muyan's home is a delicate courtyard, full of flowers, birds, insects and fish. Feng opened the windshield curtain and went to the living room in a familiar way, only to find that Jing Muyan was not there. He thought about knocking on the door of the pharmacy, "No lock, come in." Sure enough, he guessed right.
Tang Mengli was actually with Jing Muya. Seeing Feng coming, he gave a gift and Shiran and left. Feng is not surprised. Guijinyang and Jing Muya are old friends. Since they are the sisters of old friends, they naturally have a relationship. Get closer.
Jing Muyan closed the door, and the pharmacy was filled with a good smell of medicine, "Your heart knot, haven't you solved it." "Uh, my own business, nothing." Feng knew what the old man wanted to say.
"What do you know! I ask you, did you have a high fever yesterday?" Jing Muya said sternly.
"It must be those two girls who told you." Feng curled his lips. Of these two little girls, one has a fever.
"Look at your face. I know that my dignified elder Yaomen still tells you? The little girl surnamed Tang just now was worried about you and came to me to ask for prescriptions." Jing Muya drank a sip of tea, "the little girl He's talent is pretty good, he may be able to bear my mantle if he teaches me carefully." "Isn't it just a cold and fever? It won't happen." Feng San said with a smile.
"Shao Hu is entangled, I ask you, how many times have you had hemoptysis in the past few days?" Jing Muya couldn't help but grasped Feng's arm, holding it tightly with one hand, and cutting the pulse with his right hand.
"Uh, not a few times, five, five or six times." Feng knew that he couldn't hide from the genius doctor in front of him, so he could only tell the truth.
"If it hadn't been for the little girl who had seen her pulse last night, I don't know when I would see you!" Jing Muya said, changing her other hand and continuing to cut her pulse. "It's easy to hurt your body with great compassion and joy. Your sorrow and sorrow are stuck in your heart, blocking your heart." Jing Muya sighed, "It's because of Lin."